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SW-User
One day,
Dogs will laugh
In the streets,
And we’ll kiss wildly
Like lunatics
Escaping the asylum.
You’re a dark girl
So I’m painting
My roses black,
And I’ll murder the sun
If he ever turns his back.
Dogs will laugh
In the streets,
And we’ll kiss wildly
Like lunatics
Escaping the asylum.
You’re a dark girl
So I’m painting
My roses black,
And I’ll murder the sun
If he ever turns his back.

SW-User
I'm not the poet..I forgot his/her name